Monday, October 19, 2009

OK, folks, this will officially be the last post of this week for me. As I mentioned earlier, I'm on furlough the rest of the week.

I've written often about the problems of the newspaper business, and this is another symptom of that. My hope is that this is a small sacrifice to get through a tough time. We shall see.

What this means is that I'll be off the blog, off email, off everything for the next seven days. In fact, here's the rule, according to the Telegraph's FAQ on furloughs:

"You must completely detach from work while on unpaid furlough leave. There can be absolutely no work performed during this leave. That includes, but is not limited to, reading, monitoring and responding to emails; listening to voice messages or responding to calls; working on projects or assignments; working on the weekend or other regularly scheduled days off that fall within the workweek that you take your furlough leave."

That about covers it.

So, if you have emailed me, I can't reply. Don't take offense. If you had a question you posed in the comments, I can't answer it for you. Sorry.

2.) I'll leave this post up as an open comment thread. If you want to talk about issues facing the Dawgs this week, post your comments here and hopefully the other readers will jump in and add to the conversation. Here's a good starting point for you.

Sadly for me, I'm stuck having to avoid "SportsCenter" for the next few days thanks to Andy Reid's fine performance in leading the Eagles to a loss against Jamarcus Russell and the Raiders (which should also be a good reminder to all you "it's just Vandy" folks that, yes, wins are to be celebrated).

Oh, and before I leave you, a few links...

-- Here's a list of the best haunted houses in the U.S. I've been to No. 2, and it is pretty cool.

-- Every wonder why songs get stuck in your head? Here's your answer. I've had "Every Little Thing She Does is Magic" by the Police stuck in my head for three days now.

I am sure the ladies at the Omni Club will love seeing more of you this week. Please remember to slap the floor after you get off the tread mill in honor of the immortal Greg Paulus. Enjoy your fall break, Dave.

David, my wife works for a small college in South Georgia. She is required to take one furlough day a month, however there is so much work to do she works anyway and and the pay is deducted for that day. Therefore she give the college a free days service.

As far as a song stuck in my head it's got to be Rocky Top. Even the Weather Channel plays it on their local on the 8's.

My daughter, and son in law are both teachers, and have been forced to take furlough days. All this means is you take more work home, and do that work for no pay. Amounts to a cut in pay. Nothing more, nothing less. Meanwhile they get hit with a six per cent increase in insur rates with bigger co-pays, and a higher deductable. Now I can't get my daily dawg fix from David. Dam, just dam.

No one there to talk to about the hard work this week on their clusterkicks, their fair catches, their thudtackles, their willie contains, their willie covers, their one-second spikes, and their two-yard bobos?

Hale we need you bra. Tired of reading the same old stuff from AJC. When can we expect some words of wisdom? And do most teams give the players the weekend off on bye weeks? Just thought it was strange that they are not practicing for the Gayterds and going out of town , is this an NCAA rule?

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Seth Emerson has been covering the SEC and Georgia (on and off) since 2002. He worked at the Albany Herald from 2002-05, then spent five years at The State in Columbia, S.C., covering South Carolina. He returned to Athens in August of 2010, only to find that David Pollack and David Greene were no longer playing for the Bulldogs. Adjustments were made.

Emerson is originally from Silver Spring, Md., and graduated from Maryland in 1998 with a degree in journalism and a minor in getting lost on the way to practically everywhere. Then he spent four years at The Washington Post, covering small colleges, a couple NCAA basketball tournaments, and on one glorious day, was yelled at by Tony Kornheiser. It was probably at The Post that he also learned to write in the third person.

These days he lives in Athens with his beloved and somewhat wimpy dog, Archie. Together they fight crime at night in northeast Georgia, except on nights there is no crime, in which case they sit at home, sip on white wine and watch reruns of "Mad Men."